Originally, Zhao Chuanxin planned to find a steamer to sit on and go directly north to Tianjin, and it would be better if he went all the way to Guanwai.

I didn't expect to encounter this.

He curiously followed and inquired for two days, not wanting this matter to make a big fuss.

The female prisoner in custody was Li Wang, a woman with a very good background, her father had been in business in Chongqing for many years and had considerable assets, her uncle presided over the customs broker of the Sichuan Merchants and Chongqing Bureau in Chongqing, and her dead husband was also an official of the Qing court.

This time, Li Wang's family was to transport the body of her deceased husband back to his hometown for burial.

There were three family members and fifteen slaves and maids aged 8-14.

The problem arises with these slaves.

The crew of the steamer was a foreigner, and when he saw someone on board with a group of slaves and maids, he wanted to extort it. Li Wangshi probably felt that he had the money to bring a lot of people, and it was reasonable and legal that there was no need to disobey the crew's wishes because of this matter, so he refused.

As a result, the crew filed a complaint with an American missionary about the abduction and trafficking of women.

When the news reached Shanghai, the patrol of the Shanghai Concession waited directly at the wharf and arrested him in one fell swoop.

After the arrest, the patrol in the French Concession was handed over to the public patrol house.

The reason for the lawsuit was that she was suspected of illegally abducting and trafficking women and young girls.

So everyone spread the rumors and said that they were abducted to become prostitutes.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about Li Wang's family background, and felt that this kind of person would not be pimping.

But he also hated the slave trade such as "slaves and maids", which is no wonder so many people wanted to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

Later, the reason for the disturbance was that the British vice consul De Weimen and Guan Jiong, the judge of the case on the Chinese side, took Li Wang's family to confront the court.

The Li Wang clan had a full set of purchase procedures, and the slaves and maids also explained that the family had voluntarily sold them.

But Deweimen insisted that the slave trade itself was illegal in civilized society, and the so-called purchase procedures of the Li Wang clan happened to become evidence of the crime.

Regardless of whether it is a violation of the law or not, Guan Jiong emphasized that this is the Chinese people's own business, and Li Wang's family must be included in the women's prison first. But De did not let the door go, and let the patrols present compete for the Li Wang clan.

The two sides got up on the spot, patrolling and arresting these fake foreign devils and successfully defeating the officials of the Qing court, and it is said that they also tore the court clothes and pearls of the Qing court officials present.

This matter instantly spread all over the major cities at home and abroad, Tianjin, Shanghai, and Guangzhou in China. Places such as London abroad and New York in the United States.

Li Wang's case was to be retried, and on the day of the trial, a large number of reporters and people watching the trial came.

Before the case was tried, a fierce conflict broke out at the scene, and those foreign reporters and the Chinese people present to watch the trial got into a fight.

Zhao Chuanxin is also a spectator.

He looked at the double hair in confusion, you pinched me, and I kicked you quite fiercely.

He was absolutely against the slave trade, and he would not feel cruel at all if he was to punish the Li Wang. While she was enjoying the service of those slaves, who could pity the girls who were not even adults?

Because the Chinese boycotted American goods before, everyone now has a very poor perception of foreigners. I feel that this is a matter for the Chinese, and it is not the turn of foreigners to interfere.

That's why the conflict broke out.

Let's solve it ourselves behind closed doors, what's the matter with you foreigners?

It's a matter of principle.

So Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and didn't participate directly, anyway, this kind of scratching his hair and scratching his face wouldn't make much of a mess.

But when he saw the angry looks of the Chinese present, he faintly felt that this matter would continue to make trouble.

I want to leave, and I feel that I can still help if things get bigger. But stay, isn't this just a full and idle?

Hesitantly, he stayed in Shanghai for a few more days.

On the 17th day of the 11th month of the lunar calendar, the Legation in Beijing sent an acquittal order to Shanghai. However, the consulate in Shanghai deliberately delayed for two days and did not release the person until 19 November.

It was clearly in defiance of the official authority of the Qing court.

This is a hornet's nest.

The Chinese in Shanghai began to protest and burned down the patrol house.

The foreigners, on the other hand, recruited the "International Business Group" and the armies of various countries to suppress it.

Then, they shot.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was in the crowd, was stunned when he heard the gunshots.

Then his face turned pale.

He squeezed through the crowd, walked outside the nearby shop, pulled out his gun and began to shoot at the foreigners.

"Ah, they shot!"

"Kill someone!"

"Our guys have shot too!"

"Fight well, kill the foreigner!"

While the protesters retreated in shock, many people were also curious to look back.

I saw a man in an overcoat with a peculiar mask on his head, revealing only two eyes.

He leaned slightly sideways, holding a pistol in his hand, the pistol was raised high, holding the gun diagonally, and firing in an orderly manner.

Always one shot in the chest and one shot in the head.

The hand is called a steady, and the hit is called a quasi!

"It's too powerful, kill the foreigner, let's copy the guy too!"

"Throw stones at them!"

There are so many stones, but bricks, brooms, shoes and the like are flying all over the sky.

Zhao Chuanxin shot three people in a row. After that, I found cover to defend.

Seeing that the opponent's fire was fierce, his face began to become hideous, the pistol disappeared, and there was an extra Madsen machine gun in his hand.

In between the other party's fire, he dodged out, and the machine gun in his hand began to swallow tongues of fire.

With their legs firmly tied and their waists spinning, the foreigners' army fell in pieces after the machine-gun fire.

The Chinese demonstrators were stunned!

They may have seen a gun, but they have never seen what war is like, let alone a machine gun.

Zhao Chuanxin directly finished holding a shuttle of bullets, immediately changed the magazine, and continued to strafe.

A group of foreigners with rifles had no power to fight back at all, and the ghosts who were beaten cried wolf.

"Fuck you, isn't it awesome?"

Zhao Chuanxin is having fun today!

The second magazine was emptied, and the survivors on the opposite side were no longer afraid to show their heads.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his hand, the machine gun was gone, and the pistol appeared in his hand again.

Click, loaded.

The figure suddenly burst up, and rushed over in three or five steps ahead of ordinary people.

He went around the bunker, put the pistol on his waist with his right hand, and pressed the muzzle of the opponent with his left hand so that the muzzle was pointing down, bang, bang!

The foreign soldiers behind the bunker fell.

There was a person in front of him, and Zhao Chuanxin raised his gun, holding it with both hands steadily, bang!

Direct headshots.

The demonstrators behind them hung from a distance, afraid to approach, and very curious.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished fighting, he directly changed the gun in space, loaded it, and continued to shoot.

A fast gunner suddenly emerged from behind cover and fired a shot at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin paused for a moment.

The marchers exclaimed.

"The hero has been shot!"

"Oops!"

The opponent used a revolver.

It's not easy to fire a second shot, and Zhao Chuanxin won't give him this opportunity.

Bang bang!

Fell!

The marchers were dumbfounded!

If you get shot, how can you be the same as if you're fine?

On this side it was the army of foreigners who were scattered, but on the other side it was not the army that opposed the demonstrators, but the people of the merchant group of all nations.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and shouted to a group of Chinese marchers: "Don't follow me, why don't you go back, aren't you afraid of bullets?" ”

With a roar, he hurried to another street.

At this time, he had another Madsen machine gun in his hand.

Several foreigners in top hats and suits, armed with rifles, were shooting at the procession.

Several marchers fell to the ground, the rest screamed and retreated, and one foreigner triumphantly slung his rifle over his shoulder.

In his opinion, these people are just shouting and calling on the streets.

"The sick man of East Asia is vulnerable!"

Unexpectedly, the corner of his eye swept away, and it didn't seem quite right.

When he turned his head, he saw a man with a mask on his head that could not see his face clearly, and he could only see a pair of fire-breathing eyes, and a machine gun in his right arm was walking in this direction.

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